It took me a while to sit on the ground and come back to my senses, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I couldn't believe that a person could still move even after a dead person, and that his strength seemed to be much greater than that of a living person.

When I heard this kind of thing before, I thought that people would be hard when they died, how could they still move, and I thought it was very nonsense, but now, I know that some rumors that I have heard since I was a child are not groundless.

Thinking back to the way the coffin shook violently before, I thought that if my grandmother hadn't put the oil lamp mixed with my blood, Mrs. Wang might have crawled out.

Looking at the quietly burning oil lamp on the coffin, I asked what the oil lamp was for.

Grandma said that the lamp is called the corpse crushing lamp, and the lamp oil is specially made to deal with this kind of thing. With many years of experience, she felt that Mrs. Wang would probably make trouble at night during the day, so she brought the lamp oil. The addition of blood from my fingertips to the lamp oil is to increase the power of pressing the coffin, because the blood on the fingers and the yang energy on the tip of the tongue are the heaviest in a person.

Worried that Mrs. Wang would make trouble again, I asked my grandmother if she would make any more trouble, and my grandmother said with certainty that she would not do it, and she would wait until tomorrow to bury her.

Because I had lost a soul and had not found it yet, I was a little drowsy, and I fell asleep again in a daze not long after I was on my knees, and I was asleep, when I suddenly felt something approaching, I woke up with a shaking, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and prepared to get up and see, after all, I came to watch the spirit, not to sleep.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a pair of feet in front of my toes, and I was stunned for a moment before I realized that someone was standing in front of me.

Teal pants, red shoes.

At first glance, it looked familiar, and my first thought was that it was my grandmother, but then I thought that my grandmother was not wearing red shoes. Just as I was about to straighten up and see who was standing in front of me, I suddenly thought of where I had seen red shoes and blue pants, and I forcibly suppressed the one who was about to raise my head.

When she was buried in the daytime, she wore a blue shroud and red shoes.

At this time, I caught a glimpse of the coffin lid that was turned over on the ground in front of me, and the extinguished soul lamp.

Mrs. Wang came out.

Sometimes when I read a book, I always see the description that it is like falling into an ice cave, and I was thinking about what it would be like, but now I know it.

The whole body, from the inside to the outside, there is no temperature at all, and the hands and feet tremble uncontrollably.

I don't know why Mrs. Wang came to stand in front of me, and I can't figure out why my grandmother said that she wouldn't make trouble, why did she run out again?

Where did Grandma go?

The house was empty, and there was no grandmother in sight.

Mrs. Wang stood facing me, and I felt that she was staring at me, and I didn't dare to look up at her, her hands clasped and her knees curled into a ball, thinking about what to do.

My grandmother said that I was not a child anymore, and that I had to be bold when I encountered something, but now that she is gone, I told myself that I had to be strong.

Seeing the door that was not closed, I gritted my teeth and bent over and jumped out, trying to rush outside and hide without looking back. But before he jumped out, he fell to the ground, his legs were numb from curling up to sleep, and the cold brought by the fright, and his hands and feet did not obey the call.

I was about to get up when I heard a clicking sound behind me.

The sound made me turn my head to look.

Mrs. Wang's head was slowly twisted, and her chin was almost level with her shoulders, and her eyes were gray.

Then she smiled.

But because she was long dead, her flesh was stiff and her smile looked awkward.

At this time, there was a soft snapping sound in the yard, and I thought it was my grandmother who had returned, so I turned my head and shouted, but nothing appeared outside the door.

A cold wind blew behind my head, and I turned my head unconsciously, and my nose almost collided with the face of Mrs. Wang.

Her face was very hideous because she was laughing again, and her two white eyes were less than a fist away from me.

Frightened, I was about to retreat when my eyes turned uncontrollably dark.

Before losing consciousness, looking at Mrs. Wang's smile, I felt that she seemed to be very happy.

I don't know how long passed, I heard my grandmother's shout, opened my eyes hard, and my grandmother was supporting me and asking where the princess went, and I was sitting in the coffin with the princess.

It's dawn.

I told what happened last night, and my grandmother said it with an ugly face after listening to it, and I asked what was going on, she said that she saw Jiang Yan last night, and she thought that nothing would happen here, so she chased it out, all the way to the back mountain cemetery, and knew that she was trapped in that place before dawn this morning.

Remembering that last night Mrs. Wang scared me out in front of her, and put me in her coffin to lie down, I couldn't say uncomfortable all over, just moved my feet to get outside to breathe some fresh air, and the things in front of me rotated uncontrollably.

Unable to stand and sit on the ground, my grandmother hurriedly came up to me and asked me what was wrong, but before I could speak, she seemed to see the reason, pulled my eyelids apart, and after looking at the tip of my tongue, her face became even more ugly, saying that I had been taken away again.

I bumped into Jiang Yan all night before, and was hooked away, and that soul hasn't been found yet, and now I've been hooked away again, although I don't know much about souls, but I know that if a person doesn't have three souls and seven souls, it is estimated that he will not be able to live.

Why do you want to seduce me?

Do you want to take my spirit one at a time, and then snatch my spirit away little by little every day?

I couldn't figure it out, and when I saw my grandmother thinking about something, I didn't want to ask.

When the body is separated from the body, the body will only become weaker and weaker, and more and more sleepy.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the courtyard after enduring the dizziness, the village chief brought people in, and when he saw the mess in the house, he asked Mrs. Wang, and the grandmother could only tell the truth.

The dead man can still get up and run, this kind of thing must have never been seen even by the village chief and a few adults, although the person is standing here, his eyes are obviously anxious and uneasy.

Mrs. Wang died of illness on the surface, but now the corpses have all gotten up and run, plus Jiang Yan, who has disappeared for eighteen years, suddenly appeared, and if you think about it, you can know that Mrs. Wang's death was not a disease.

Eighteen years ago, the village was panicked because of Jiang Yan's matter.

Now that the body of Mrs. Wang has been defrauded, it is estimated that the village will be in a mess again, and the village chief realizes the seriousness of this matter, and explains that the few people who came with him must not tell this matter.

The corpses were gone, and the burial was naturally impossible to continue, so in order to cover up the news, the village chief and others re-cleaned the mourning hall and made it look like they needed to stop the mortuary for a few days.

The mourning hall was arranged, and the village chief came to the grandmother to ask what to do next, and the grandmother said that at noon, a few bold people would be called to open Jiang Yan's grave in the back mountain cemetery.

"Is she really back?" An uncle asked in a whisper.

Grandma didn't seem to be in a good mood because I lost my soul again, so she asked coldly, "What do you say?" ”

Although the person is old, his aura is not low at all, and grandma's rhetorical question made the village chief and others shudder.

When I got home, my mother saw that something was wrong with me when I entered the door, and asked what was wrong, and learned that Mrs. Wang had deceived the corpse and took away another one of my spirits, and my mother's eyes immediately turned red.

"What are you crying about, is he your son not my grandson? Can I watch him happen? ”

The atmosphere in the house was tense, I said I was hungry, and my mother hurriedly wiped her tears and went to cook.

I lost two souls, it was like two consecutive nights, I could fall asleep while standing, I got back into bed after eating, and slept until noon when my grandmother woke me up, saying that I was going to the Houshan cemetery to open Jiang Yan's grave, and asked me if I wanted to go.

The cemetery in the back mountain has been a forbidden area for me since I can remember, and when I was a child, my mother always said that my life was thin and I was not allowed to go to the back mountain, but I still believed it. But now that I know that she gave birth to me in front of Jiang Yan's grave, I think the main reason is that I am worried that something will happen to me in the graveyard.

At this point, my grandmother didn't seem to be going to avoid me, and I felt more at ease by her side, so I went out with her.

Remembering that the village chief said that there was an accident in the back mountain, I asked if it was Jiang Yan's grave accident?

Grandma said that it was indeed Jiang Yan's grave that had a problem before, and for some reason, countless rats died around Jiang Yan's grave.

What's even more strange is that the rats around the grave are not dying at random, but are arranged in a circle, and at the same time, the dead rats are still prostrate on the ground, showing a kneeling appearance.

Rats worship graves?

I tried so hard that I couldn't think of what it was.

"Sister Chen, it has appeared again."

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cemetery in the back mountain, the village chief who was the first to come to the cemetery hurried over, his pale face condensed with fear.

"Mouse, here it is again, still ...... size"

Before the village chief could finish speaking, the grandmother trotted into the back mountain cemetery, and several uncles stood around a low grave with frightened expressions.

When I got closer and looked at the scene on the ground, I just felt a chill all over my body.

Around the dwarf grave, eight rats, with their heads facing the grave, formed a circle, their limbs curled up under their bodies, which at first glance looked like they were kneeling on the ground.

This is just one of the weird ones, and even weirder is the size of the eight rats.

Ordinary rats are the size of newborn pups, even if they are big mice, but now the eight mice kneeling around the graveyard are about the same size as a full-grown cat.

No kidding, the bare tail is as thick as my little finger.

"Worship rats in all directions."

The grandmother who was staring at the ground suddenly said these four words, and I saw that the gap between the eight mice was as if measured with a ruler, very even.

With the grave as the center, eight large rats are exactly in the eight directions.

I can't help but think: is this artificial? Or is it the rat's own doing?